My soul’s amphitheater is empty
Swaying from side to side gently
I prepared to take my last step
Looking for any solace I could get

Was this my final mark on the world
Another faceless teenage dead girl
To be added to the growing list
Of those that are always missed

No, I’m sacrificing myself for myself
And there’s no one else who can help
But a voice cried from outside
Wait, Wait, do not give up the fight

Startled I almost fell into the air
My feet started to slip off the chair
Blood slick fingers gripped the rope
Instrument of death, instrument of hope

The darkness festering inside of me
Became overwhelming curiosity
Who was out there trying to stop me
Did I dare miss this opportunity